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Huh, uh-huh, huh, huh, huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Finger-fuh the Drac' and let it scream just like a virgin'
Walk him down, watch his eye roll back, body squirmin'
Boy ain't tryna bring his phone this time, I think he learnin' (Pshh, buh, buh, buh)
Huh, huh, I ain't gotta say too much, I know bro can merch it, huh (I know bro can merch it)
I ain't even gotta do it, I know bro'll murk 'em, huh (I know bro'll murk 'em)
Bust the .40 through the bag, got my hand burnin', huh (Buh, buh)
Twonem, where the scrub? Bih', my head hurtin'
Yeah, huh, the opps ain't tryna feel that belt, they hand over they booteh (Uh-uh)
The opps ain't tryna feel that belt like they got extra pants
I'm smokin' on that K pack, this ♥♥♥♥♥ extra gas
Huh, whole gang eatin' good, we gettin' extra fat
Stab lil' mama bad, I'm tryna get deep up in her spine (Deep up in her—, uh-uh)
I done took another Perc' 'cause I'm too deep up in my mind (I'm too deep up in my mind)